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Wildflower. She doesn’t want to be tamed, and I shouldn’t want to try this badly. I should steer her in the opposite direction and send her running.
A secure career, white picket fence, two point five kids. I want the whole thing.
“Don’t you ever apologize for going after what you want. Don’t you ever let anyone stand in your way. If they do, they don’t love you the way you deserve.
“Hands off if you plan on keeping them.” Griffin’s voice rumbles from behind me.
Men like my father, ones with anger that simmers just barely concealed beneath the surface. Ones that know there are infrequently consequences for their actions.
I eat by myself. I read by myself. And when I do get lonely, I visit my parents.
“I thought you looked like you needed to be handled by a real man. By me.” I nip at her ear, loving the feel of her fingers tangling in my hair, like she wants to keep me close. “I thought you looked like you were supposed to be mine.”
“Who told you the only thing you have to offer is what’s between your legs?” My shitty dad and every shitty guy I’ve met since.